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Bill's Bar Boston
Well, what can one say about Bill's Bar? It belongs to Bill, and it's a Bar. And it doesn't exactly get packed to the rafters on weeknights... The good news is, we actually had someone there taking pictures (Thanks to Ricardo Paxson), so there are pictures of The Valves on the Valves website, which is something of novelty...

Ah yes, the above picture says it all, the fast paced world of playing in crappy bars all over the world, what a rush.
Upon arrival, after standing outside in the freezing cold for an hour, we finally got in and set up just in time to do a soundcheck. Allen's sax? Check
Roger and Ben able to blow some notes? Check
Mike? Mike? Mike is tuning, we'll check back with him.
Reagan got there more then 3 minutes before gig time. Her sax is working. Mike? MIKE??? Man that thing is hard to tune.
John doesn't have to tune his piano (but he CAN tuna fish) and so as always he did his best Billy Joel piano man impersonation.
Greg tuning too? Man, those wacky guitar players and their little electronic tuners. They sure do save time.
Hey look, it's Timmy and Noah, who at less than a year old has already spent more time in cheesy bars than I had when I turned 21
Once again, the "kool kids" do the black shirt with yellow print motif. Greg actually does it as a motif, John just doesn't own many shirts.
Hey wait, didn't he just spend like an hour tuning a BLACK guitar?
The horn guys test the mics
John tests his ivories
Tommy tries to drum while his mouth is stuck together with peanut butter
and BAM, we're in the show. Can you tell by the huge crowds now filling the room and fighting to be up front near the stage?
No, you can tell because Mike is wearing a black shirt. There is at least ONE person standing in front of the stage.
Mike belts out the opening wail in Grits Aint Groceries, while Reagan looks on with what can only be descibed as "I could do better than that" contempt
This shot could almost be called artistic. A lot of guys have rippling biceps, Mike has rippling Palmaris longus.
Ah, if looks could kill
Greg and I doing our "Number 10" impression. Still hoping for a call from Sesame Street
Wooooaah, far out! If you didn't know any better you coulf imagine this is John Lennon
Mike waits patiently for Greg to stop noodling so he can advance the set list
Finally Bubbles makes her debut. Despite what it looks like, she does NOT have a tablecloth wrapped around her hips.
I swear it's not.
ok, even I'm not sure.
a sign of a great drummer, being able to play and drink gatorade at the same time. Neil Peart can do this with two bottles at once.
Greg Rocks! I Doze
Greg welcomes the crowd
Mike tells the crowd to get lost
and of course, the horn guys live in their own little bubble
Oooh, look at the skull!! Mike sure is anti establishment and everything, with his skull sticker!! Nobody will think he's a wuss with THAT!
And now he does his best grunge band evil scream marilyn manson look, but without all that poofy make up
Wat happens when you break a string in the middle of a song? You change it as fast as you can, or you have another guitar standing by. Greg went the changing string route.
Wow, Mike looks just like Jimi Page. We actually look pretty cool in this shot.
I wish I could remember more, but it was all a blur
Speaking of blurs
We don't just stand around, that's for sure
well, now we are...
And the rockin begins again
You would think I'd look thinner, blending into the background and all, and yet there I am looking as round as ever
but MAN, I can move!! Wow
John always looks like he's playing in a whole different band

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

greg's just blowing his little heart out.
and Mike sings beside the mic, since singing right into it would make him a conformist
The Beak Twins
Where's reagan??
I don't see her, do you John?
Maybe the skull scared her away?
Never mind Reagan, where's my neck??
Playing into the sunset
john tinkling his ivories and his depends
Wow, we look so enthused. Time for me to go back to "Just for Men"
The Valves rhythm section shows how it's done
There's Bubbles, wow, we totally lost track of her for a while
And so when her chance came to shine again, she rips it up, table cloth and all
We all watch to see if the table cloth will fall off mid song
But no, it was suspiciously well supported
we weren't happy
But then we decided, hey, all you can do is laugh it off
Bubbles Belts
and Belts
and takes a break from the belting
Tom tries not to stare
Getting close to the end of the night
Mike is NOT looking down her dress
Greg introduces the band
Reagan introduces her husband
Greg describing how wide I was before Jenny Craig
if you look closely, you'll see me getting smacked in the forehead
and the horns take a vertical bow
Reagan getting ready to flash the crowd, now don't you wish you had been there?
ok, she didn't really flash the crowd. Mike did though. And then we all went home and slept

 

 

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